Love Spoken: Light Language Reiki Angels Galactics & Art

  tree-ward   part 1   they walk into a forest where lights dance on trunks and the leaves are like green glass they walk past mud-puddling swallowtails (one draught of clear water) past Knysna Louries and the white glints of blue buck in retreat yes the forest dwellers a beloved and she walk past the unbroken bend of rainbow bark into a glade     half-turning she looks back     out of the dark burst birds butterflies and elephants trample head-on the vegetation grows into a dense fable rabid offshoots that snarl and they flee     please oh please run faster     coolness a shoulder tap     don ’ t look don ’ t      it licks her nape     look       a shadow self looks back the shadow is a feral lion-person the feral lion-person is a shadow with ink-stained teeth with self-sharpening teeth full-toothed it l...